Stranded with My Stepbrother Chapter 133

Will

I stumbled back, dazed, my hand going to my cheek.

McKenzie shook her hand out, grimacing. She really had slapped me hard.

“What was that for?” I asked her, frowning.

“That was so you didn’t go find a razor in the bathroom and do something stupid!” she shouted. “Ouch, damn, that hurt!” She massaged her hand.

“You’re telling me,” I snorted, rubbing my face. Then the rest of her words caught up with me. “McKenzie, did you think I was going to kill myself?”

“You were sure making it sound like you were!” she said. She began to pace.

“I was just having a moment,” I argued. I stopped her with my hands on her shoulders. “We’ve had this conversation before—”

“Yeah, but you didn’t have that look on your face before,” she replied accusingly. There were tears in her eyes.

“Oh, honeybee.” My annoyance quickly dissipated, and I dragged her into my arms. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to scare you. I wasn’t going to leave you that way. I never will. I promise.”

She gave a little hiccup, and I felt like an asshole as her tears began soaking into my shirt. “I can handle it,” she murmured, her nails digging into my back. “I can. I can handle anything. As long as I have you.”

My heart broke and swelled at the same time. I wasn’t sure how that was even possible. “Honeybee, I love you. I love you so much. Please don’t cry. I won’t leave you.” I kissed her hair.

McKenzie raised her tear-stained face and suddenly pressed her wet lips to mine. She was desperate… and hungry.

“We shouldn’t be here,” I breathed against her lips even as every fiber of my being told me we should. Here. There. Everywhere.

“Why not?” she asked. “There’s a perfectly good bed right there. Or we could shower. Or both.”

Both! my cock insisted.

“Ike’s on board. And all those bodyguards,” I pointed out, trying to get the little fucker to stop shouting his opinion.

McKenzie shrugged. “When won’t they be around?”

I swallowed. “Good point.”

She slid her hand down to cup the troublemaker in question. “I’m getting an enthusiastic response from the man downstairs.”

“The man downstairs would have to be dead not to respond to you,” I replied with a chuckle. “God… honeybee, are you sure?”

In reply, she stepped back and began taking off her clothes.

I locked the pocket door then turned to find her at eye level with my dick. My throat went dry as she opened my pants. “You know, this really isn’t necessary,” I wheezed as she scooped out my cock and licked her lips. “He’s already very riled up….”

McKenzie pressed her lips over the head of my cock, and I had to brace myself against the door. “H-Holy shit,” I gasped, my fingers sinking into her hair.

Like the champ she was, McKenzie took me down her throat. She’d gotten really good at taking me with her mouth, which I knew could be no small feat. I groaned and tightened my grip on her hair while she did something sinful with her tongue.

“Honeybee,” I panted after a while, “unless you want me to cum in your mouth, I suggest—oh Jesus—I suggest we move things to the—ah!—bed.”

Her response was to squeeze my balls and deep-throat me as far as she could.

I couldn’t help myself. I exploded, pumping my cum down her throat.

McKenzie coughed a little but managed to swallow every drop. She let my dick go with one last little lick over the tip and grinned up at me.

Oh, she knew she’d been naughty. Deliciously so.

I pulled her up by her arms, holding her against me as I devoured her clever mouth. I could still taste me on her lips.

She pulled back to catch her breath. “Did you like something I did?” she asked innocently.

“Mhm. And I’m going to like it even more when I’m deep inside you listening to you scream,” I replied, my voice rumbly and full of heat.

“Oh, is that what you think is going to happen?” she teased.

“That’s what I know is going to happen,” I growled. I started undressing her while she pretended to think about it, barely suppressing her giggles.

“But what if he’s tired?” she asked, reaching between us to stroke my dick.

I stiffened. At thirty, I shouldn’t have been popping an erection every five minutes, but this woman drove me wild. “He’s not tired,” I chuckled, telling her what she was already finding out for herself.

I snapped open her bra clasp.

“Are you a boob guy?” she asked me when I dragged her bra off her and stared, mesmerized, at her chest.

“A boob guy?” I repeated with a laugh.

She shrugged, and I realized she was serious.

“McKenzie, if you’re wondering right now about my former partners and my tastes with them, it’s really bad timing,” I said, wondering where this was coming from. I brushed her hair off her cheek and kissed her again. “But I need you to know there is only one McKenzie, and I’m a McKenzie guy. I like everything about your body, mind, and spirit. I just want to wrap you around me all the time. Do they make McKenzie security blankets?”

“I just… suddenly thought about how you’re stuck with me,” she responded, her cheeks flushing. She looked at the floor. “Yeah, sorry, bad timing, I know.”

This absolutely needed to be nipped in the bud. Mr. Fun Times was just going to have to wait. I put my cock back in my pants and guided her, with her underwear still on, over to the bed. I took her hands as I sat her down beside me.

“McKenzie, look at me,” I said.

She bit her lip. “I’m sorry. I ruined the mood.”

“We’ll get it back. It’s not important right now,” I replied. I tipped her chin up and locked eyes with her. “I need you to know that I mean every word I’m about to say. Okay?”

She swallowed and nodded.

“I. LOVE. You.” I enunciated the words clearly. “I don’t think of any other women when I’m with you. You have completely obliterated anyone who has ever come before you from my mind and my life. There is only McKenzie. I don’t want anyone else. I won’t ever want anyone else. You are everything to me. Everything.” I took a deep breath. “But I understand. I’m worried I’m taking away your whole future. You’re nineteen. There are things you deserve to experience—”

Her eyes welled up with tears, and she gripped my hands. “But I don’t want any of that. Not without you.”

“Honeybee, how can you possibly know that?” I asked, my own doubts showing.

“What exactly am I supposed to experience? More boys?” she argued.

I flinched. I was pretty sure if I ever saw her with another man, I’d kill him. Fuck, I might kill them both.

“That’s right. That’s exactly how I feel thinking about you making a future with another woman,” she said. “I just… it’s not like I want you to… I think it might kill me if you found somebody else… but I just… you don’t have the freedom.”

“And you don’t, either,” I pointed out.

McKenzie climbed into my lap and hugged her nearly naked body to mine. “That isn’t fair to you.”

I wrapped my arms around her and chuckled sadly. “Honeybee, it’s not fair to you. But it sounds like neither of us is looking for a way out of it, either. You make me happy. I wouldn’t trade you for anyone or anything else.”

“Then I guess I got upset over nothing,” she mumbled, running her fingers through my hair, making my scalp—and other places—tingle.

“It’s never nothing to talk about our relationship. I’d rather you say something than let it fester,” I said. I stroked her bare back.

She looked up, and I could see the question in her eyes.

I put my finger over her lips. “I’m not telling you my number. And you’re not telling me yours.”

“Why not?” she asked.

“Because the next thing I’m going to ask for is names, and then I’m going to want to personally go and rip their dicks off,” I said flatly. “And don’t tell me you won’t feel exactly the same about mine.”

“I’d only scratch their eyes out,” she grinned. “God, I never thought of myself as a jealous person.”

“Me, neither. But here we are. Doesn’t that alone tell you we belong together?” I replied.

McKenzie nodded slowly. “Yeah, I think it might.”

I laughed and rolled her underneath me. “Now that that’s settled, how about we go back to what we were doing, hmm?”

She tugged my shirt over my head. “That sounds like a great idea.”

I kicked off my shoes, pants, and boxers and spread her thighs. I saw her glistening and licked my lips.

McKenzie shook her head vehemently.

“What?” I asked. “You don’t want me to go down on you?”

She shook her head again. “I want you inside me. Now.”

My cock was thrilled by her words, but I made myself hold onto the few remaining brain cells that weren’t on Team Dick. “Are you sure? I haven’t even—”

McKenzie grabbed my cock, and I grunted, all my brain cells falling over dead. “If you don’t put it in me now, William Masterson the Third, I swear I’m going to die!”

“Well,” I purred, putting my hand over hers and, together, giving my cock a little stroke. “We can’t have that.” I helped her guide me to her entrance.

She arched her back as I pushed inside, and, while she was warm and wet—two things my dick was very happy about—I still wondered if I’d hurt her. There hadn’t been a lot of foreplay….

I groaned as she wriggled, widening her thighs even more.

“Damn, I keep forgetting how big you are!” she grunted.

“Is that… a compliment or a complaint?” I managed, gasping as her nails dug into my ass and encouraged me to sink inside her all the way to the hilt.

“Who’s complaining?” she giggled.

I kissed her hard and palmed her soft breast, flicking her nipple with my thumb as I started to move. “Sure as hell not me.”

McKenzie wrapped her legs around my waist, biting her lip again as she raised her hips to meet my thrusts.

Seeing the hazy pleasure in her eyes started an answering pounding in my chest. It wasn’t the first time I felt something primal when I was with her. I considered myself a modern man, but feeling her writhe beneath me, watching her skin flush all over, and hearing her moan my name when she came apart—made me want to mark her as MINE. So no man would ever dare to look at her, much less touch her.

She nodded as her inner muscles clamped around me, milking me for my seed. “Do it.”

I leaned over her and pressed my lips to her neck, sucking hard as I came inside her.

McKenzie moaned and gripped my shoulders, her fingernails cutting little half-moons into my skin.

It was only fitting she mark me as well.